[Verse 1]

We are the research chemical generation,
Waiting for our own personal mutation,
Taking a hit for the future of the nation,
Doing it all without hesitation.

We don't exactly know what we're doing,
But we're taking every last hit square on the chin,
Nobody appears to give two shits about us,
But we're too sedated to kick up a fuss.

We are the research chemical generation,
We got this backlog of tunes we wrote in a Nechells basement,
Ninety nine point nine per cent we cross f**kin' hate us,
But if you dig what we do then come jump on our tour bus.

[Chorus]

Two headed Ted should be dead but now he's a zombie instead,
Eight eyed Ellen has a nose watermelon should've listened to what Frank said,
Three thumbs Freddie was just getting ready when his head turned back to front,
We're the guinea pig population living in frustration and we seem to be bearing the brunt of it all.

[Verse 2]

We are the research chemical generation,
We're a funny old f**ked up population,
Taking the piss and it couldn't be more blatant,
Every five seconds there's a brand spanking new patient.

The warning signs loom but there ain't no slowdown in consumption,
Making it illegal will make things better was quite an assumption,
Everybody's at it, they come, they fall, it leaves some up the junction,
For others it's a way of life, a way for them to function.

We are the research chemical generation.

Oi, this is outrageous.

Oi, that birds got antlers

[Chorus]

Two headed Ted should be dead but now he's a zombie instead,
Eight eyed Ellen has a nose watermelon should've listened to what Frank said,
Three thumbs Freddie was just getting ready when his head turned back to front,
We're the guinea pig population living in frustration and we seem to be bearing the brunt of it all.